By listening to the sigils, Roland received the results of the last sacred duel that afternoon, and what had happened in the Scorching Lands. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He immediately called Maisie, Lightning, and Nanava to the office.

"There is a witch in Iron Sand City who is seriously injured and needs your attention," Roland said as he looked at the three little girls in front of him with their heads held high—no, they were two little girls and a legitimate little girl, "You guys prepare tonight, and you can set off tomorrow, you don't need to fly too fast, just rush to Falling Dragon Ridge before dark, and arrive in Iron Sand City the next day, and the ashes will be there to meet you." ”

"Are we both going?" Lightning gestured to himself and Maisie.

"That's right, I'm relieved that you two are together," he nodded, "and Maisie alone can't tie Nanawa to her back, right?" ”

Nanawa looked at the snow outside the window and couldn't help but shudder.

"Understood, it must be delivered on time!" Maisie said, raising her hand.

"It's no problem to fly over......," Lightning pouted, "but if you're going to explore the snowy mountains, you'll have to wait until I get back to start! I'll cry if I miss such a great expedition." ”

Hmm, the way the greatest explorer wept...... It was a moment worth recording. Looking at the little girl's serious eyes, Roland couldn't help but laugh, he knew that after the news of the possible ruins in the Great Snow Mountain spread, the lightning had been waiting for a long time, "Of course, you are all indispensable members of the expedition, I can guarantee this." ”

"Then it's settled," she said, reassuring, patting her chest, "leave the wounded sister to us!"

"You can heal the other sandfolks along the way, but don't stay too long," Roland finally instructed, "After Nanawa has used up her mana, she will set off and return the same day, and the route is the same as when she went, understand?"

The relocation of the remnants of Taqira is now nearing the end of their journey, and the exploration of the snowy mountains is about to begin, but if Nanawa is not in Neverwinter, he really does not dare to let many witches rush to the unknown land.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

"Okay. ”

"Goo!"

The three of them responded in unison.

When they left, he leaned back in his chair and let out a sigh.

"Is that a success in dominating the Far South?" the nightingale poked her head out from behind.

"I can only say that the first step has been taken," Roland smiled, "There is still a lot of work to be done." ”

At this point, after more than a month of fighting, the desert operation finally came to a successful conclusion.

But the next move is the main thing.

He spread out the map in the corner of the mahogany table and set his sights on the southern border of the Grey Keep, where the Iron Axe had already been fully accounted for in the new oasis for the subjugated sandfolk before he set out, and the preferred location was the frontier lands that had lost their lords and large populations. After a series of civil wars between Tifeco and Garcia, major cities such as Waterport and Eagle City were reduced to rubble, and many of the surrounding towns and farmland were destroyed.

As refugees continue to move into Neverwinter, more and more land is being abandoned in the South. Rather than stay there and let it grow, let the sandfolks go into the south to reclaim it, spread out along the border between desert and greenery, and rebuild the clear water port.

This allowed Blackwater miners to travel by sea from Clear Water Harbor to the southern end of the desert - according to Iron Axe's report, most of the underground Styx was located south of the Scorching Lands, with the Endless Cape being the most common. There, there are tributaries of the Black Water, which flows close to the surface and very close to the coast. Navigating along the coast is obviously much safer than navigating the treacherous overland routes, and is undoubtedly the most suitable gathering place for Neverwinter's current technological prowess.

It may take a long time for the news to ferment in the extreme south, and the clans that learn the news may not immediately go to the south, but this is not a big problem. The lure of the Oasis for the Sandfolk is almost irresistible, even if there are only one or two clans or a few hundred people willing to go at first. With the forerunners, sooner or later others will follow suit and become the subjects under his rule.

The benefits of this are many, in addition to gaining a large amount of labor, the land will not be completely wasted, and the revival of settlements will prevent the spread of the outlaws into the interior. Roland no longer needs to send a large number of people from Neverwinter to work in the desert, and those who don't want to leave the south can find a place to stay.

Of course, there are also hidden dangers.

That is the problem of the integration of the people of the kingdom and the people of Mojinsha.

But Roland wasn't too worried about that.

Leaving aside the fact that nationalism has not yet awakened, the gods of this world alone are quite intriguing, without a strong religious atmosphere, and more like pure nature worship. The same language is spoken on both sides, and some of the living customs of the sandmen are not so much a special culture as a change that has to be made to adapt to the desert. Iron Axe and Echo are the best examples, and the two wander all the way to the border town, and they don't seem to be out of place.

Therefore, as long as the law is strictly adhered to and the rewards and punishments are clear, he believes that Mo Jinsha people can also be transformed into qualified labor workers.

Even if there was a rebellion, the First Army stationed in the south and in the Falling Dragon Ridge would not sit on the sidelines.

In fact, Roland was more concerned about the legends mentioned by the Iron Axe and the hybrid beasts that attacked the witches during duels than about fusion. If the former had not been mispronounced, it would have sounded like an irresistible accident that had led to the desertification of the Far South, a protruding corner of the continent from a geographical point of view, not too far from the Grey Keep to make such a disparate change. It's a pity that he really doesn't have the manpower to explore the extreme south now, so he has to put this doubt aside for now.

The behavior of the hybrid is even more incredible—this deformed life form has a certain amount of intelligence, and Roland has already experienced it, but what is it that drives it to risk its life to attack the witch? If the siege of the human city by the evil beasts of the interior was influenced by the relics of the gods, then the four-winged eagle attacked the witch alone obviously not for this reason.

Just as Roland was thinking, Wendy and Phyllis knocked on the door and walked in, "Your Majesty, the last of Tachira's facilities will soon arrive in the Third Frontier City, and Pasha invites you to meet underground." ”

He perked up and thought to himself that he had finally arrived. The so-called Third Frontier City is an underground cavern carved out at the foot of the Desperate Mountain Range, and its function is similar to that of a city hidden underground, essentially a huge hidden fortress. The final facility was the Instrument of Damnation and the Relics of the Gods, and in order to protect their arrival, the First Army left behind in Neverwinter was also involved in the delivery.

"What about the beasts, is there any movement?"

"There are no signs of a large-scale build-up for the time being. ”

"Yes," Roland said, standing up, "then let's go now." ”